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Full Summary: When Edward Cullen, famous actor and notorious player, is publically rejected by actress Bella Swan at the after party of her new movie, the attention earns them both a spot on a new TV show as enemies. Their real hatred creates believable characters and their careers soar. But what happens when Edward refuses to give up on getting Bella and their TV show roles switch to ones of romance instead of hatred? Will TV life become a reality or will their careers crash and burn?

Chapter 1

Bella's POV

I sighed and resisted the urge to glance at my watch. I was at the after party for the premiere of my new movie and I was bored out of my mind. I took a sip out of my champagne glass and looked around the room.

I did not want to be here. I was only here because I was the star of the movie and was obligated to be here.

"Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?" A velvet voice whispered smoothly from behind me.

Without turning around I replied, "Go ahead and walk on by again. Just don't stop until you reach a cliff. Actually…on second thoughts, once you reach the cliff, keep walking."

It may have sounded a little rude but anyone who used such a cheesy pick up line on me didn't deserve my time. Besides I decided long ago that I wasn't into actors and mostly everyone here was an actor.

"Edward." The voice said again.

"Excuse me?" I asked turning around to face this 'Edward'.

I noticed at once who he was and decided that I was right in my assumption that he didn't deserve my time. It was the famous Edward Cullen; Award winning actor and notorious player.

"I'm just telling you the name you'll be screaming tonight," he smirked at me.

I smirked back. "Bella."

"Beautiful name. Is that the name I'll be screaming tonight?" he leered.

"No," I said smiling sweetly. "It's the name you'll be screaming as my bodyguard kicks your ass from here to next week, except it will be accompanied by please stop and so forth. In short, I suggest you leave me alone."

Edward raised his eyebrows in surprise for a second but the smile never left his face. He seemed almost shocked that I had just said that to him but it also seemed to make him happier.

"I like them feisty," Edward responded waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

I scowled and turned away, making sure to take a few steps back. "Leave me alone asshole," I said to him, looking over my shoulder.

I stalked away and went to go find Alice—my best friend, sister, make-up artist, personal stylist, and fashion designer.

"Hi Alice," I scowled when I finally saw her.

"Hi Bella!" she chirped. "What's wrong?" she asked when she saw the scowl on my face.

"I just got hit on by some arrogant, cocky, player," I said frowning.

"Well I don't blame him," she replied. "You look hot tonight!"

"Shut up Alice," I hissed, a blush creeping up on my face.

She giggled but didn't say anything. "You're too tense Bella. You need to relax; this is a party…have fun! Who knows…maybe you won't come home tonight?" she said suggestively.

"Alice!" I said in protest.

"I'm just kidding Bella! Hey Emmett!" she squealed looking over my shoulder.

I turned around and was immediately engulfed in a huge hug. "Emmett!" I squealed in excitement hugging him back. "I can't believe you're here! I thought you were at home with Rose!"

"I was," he replied, his brown eyes dancing, "but I couldn't leave you by yourself—you couldn't survive against these people." He waved around the room.

"Hey! I've been doing a pretty good job so far!"

"I'm so sure," he smirked. "I'll be right back…just don't go anywhere ok?"

I laughed. "If you need me, I'll be sitting over there in that corner ok?"

He rolled his eyes. "Fine Bells."

I told Alice I'd check in with her later and walked over to my cozy little corner. Thoughts were whirling around my head as made a mental to-do list for the next day.

"I'm so glad I brought my library card with me, 'cuz I'm checking you out." His velvety-smooth voice broke through my thoughts.

"Nice try but I'm not available for check out."

"Are you sure?" he asked pouting.

"Yep…and did you know…the funny thing about library cards is that children can't use them because they're too immature. You wouldn't be able to check me out anyway."

"Oh I get it," he replied. "You're just playing hard to get."

"I'm not playing anything!" I protested.

"Don't try and deny it…just keep playing your little game. I always win in the end." He winked at me and walked away. I stared after him in disgust.

Two encounters with Edward Cullen and I already hated him. Don't get me wrong, as an actor, he's one of the best but as a person…well that's a whole other story. He's one of the stereotypical actors—brings a different girl home every night, cocky, arrogant, a jerk—in short…he's a player. And I hate players. After getting my heartbroken by Mike, I can't stand them. I fell in love with Mike and I honestly thought he would be the one. Apparently I was wrong because I wasn't the only girl he was with. He had relationships with six other girls at the same time he was dating me! He only kept me around because we looked good together. I was a famous actress and a respectable girl. He just needed me to boost his reputation.

After that I decided I wasn't in to actors. They were all the same. They could get anyone they wanted, so they took advantage of every girl they could find. Why settle for one when you could have them all. I believe that was their motto. And the worst part is, it was usually really hard to reject them. Actors are so good at their job that they can just channel past romantic characters to get the girls they want and they're way too good at lying. So I decided against dating actors. They just weren't for me.

I tore myself away from my thoughts for a moment and looked across the room. I wanted to go home but there was still a few hours left of the party. It would look bad if I decided to leave before it was over. I searched the crowds for Alice and found her chatting with some cute bodyguard. I sighed. I guess she wasn't going to be able to distract me. I kept searching the crowds for a familiar face when I noticed Edward was staring at me again. His emerald green eyes bore into mine and I could see lust and fascination in his gaze. He flashed me a crooked smile and I was surprised to find myself blushing as I turned away. There was just something about his eyes and that smile that made me uncomfortable.

I closed my eyes and sighed attempting to forget Edward Cullen and enjoy the peace and quiet in my own little corner. It was soothing but the peace didn't last long.

"Did it hurt when you fell?" Edwards velvet—and yet annoying—voice once again interrupted the quiet.

I turned around to face him. He was smiling at me in a flirtatious way.

"Excuse me?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at him.

Edward smirked at my tone.

"Well I'm assuming you must have fallen from heaven because you look like an angel," he whispered as he leaned in closer toward me.

I backed away from his close proximity.

"I can't believe you just used that line on me," I laughed, "That's pathetic. Besides you can't tell anything from a face."

"Yes you can," Edward disagreed.

"Oh, really? Well you have the face of an arrogant idiot. Oh, wait your right for once. Faces do speak the truth."

With that, I turned and stomped away, allowing myself to find temporary cover in the crowd while looking for a better place to hide. I saw the door that led to the back of the stage and quickly went through there. I leaned against the wall as I waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkness.

"You know," Edward whispered in my ear, "when I said I would win I meant it."

I jumped in surprise. "What are you talking about?" And when did you get in here?!

"I told you I would wear you down until you finally gave in and look what happened! You led me here—you know this isn't usually where I would go but I can see the attraction. It's very dark and romantic." He moved his body until it was pressed up against mine. I tried to shift away but my back ended up pressing into a box on the wall."Edward Cullen," I said sharply, pushing him away from me, "I don't care WHO you are or HOW famous! You're nothing but an insensitive prick who doesn't give a shit about other people."

"Now wait a minute! You don't know anything about me so you can't judge me," he said, raising his voice slightly.

"I know enough about you to know that you're nothing but a player!"

"You've never even met me!"

Our voices got louder and louder by the second.

"I may have never met you but your actions towards me at this party speak louder than words. Now I don't know if you'll be able to get this through your thick head but I'm just hoping it will. I. HATE. YOU. I'M NOT PLAYING HARD TO GET I JUST HATE YOU! SO LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!"

With that I stomped away to find Alice.

As I walked back into the room I was surprised to be greeted with silence instead of the noise I left behind. I glanced around uncertainly to find hundreds of shocked eyes staring at me. The music had stopped and the party seemed to be frozen. Every single person was turned toward the stage, gaping at me with their eyes full of surprise. I blushed and turned away shyly, quickly darting to the back of the room to find Alice.

Alice mirrored the expression of all the other guests and I started to feel more embarrassed by the second.

"Alice? Why is everyone staring at me like that?" I whispered because everyone's eyes had followed me over to her.

She glanced over my shoulder, saw all the surprised people and signaled Emmett to do something about it. As Emmett walked through the crowd demanding that everything go back to normal, Alice grabbed my arm and pulled me through a door outside.

"Bella! What was that?" she asked once we were a safe distance from the door.

"W-what are you talking about?"

"Bella! Everyone heard you and Edward Cullen back there!" She informed me, her voice a little louder then necessary.

I felt my blush grow deeper and I placed my face in my hands to hide it.

"Oh, Alice!" I groaned in deep embarrassment. I didn't even know the extent to what they heard but I didn't care. Just the fact that I made a complete fool of myself was enough to ruin my night.

"What did they hear?" I mumbled, my face still hidden beneath my hands.

"Everything Bella," she sighed. "Ever since Edward walked in and started flirting with you."

I groaned again and let myself fall to the ground. I didn't care that I was in an expensive designer dress. I just didn't feel like I could stand any longer.

"H-how?"

"Bella, there was supposed to be some big announcement later in the night and there were microphones set up back there. So you kind of just broadcasted your whole fight across the party. Bella what happened between you two?"

I looked up at Alice, my eyes welling up with tears due to embarrassment.

"He wouldn't leave me alone! He kept hitting on me and using these cheesy pick up lines. I told him to stop but he just wouldn't. I finally snapped!" I explained to her. "He's a player, Alice; I didn't want anything to do with him."

Alice nodded and knelt to the ground. She placed a hand on my shoulder to comfort me.

"I understand Bella. It's okay. If anyone should be embarrassed it's him, not you."

"But Alice you don't understand!" I whined. "The press was here tonight. My name will be all over the paper. Do you know how much trouble this will cause?"

Alice stood up and then reached for my hand. I allowed her to help me up and put her arm around my shoulder.

"Everything will be fine," She assured me, "You'll survive this."

I nodded and she suddenly smiled.

"And look on the bright side. Edward Cullen just got publically rejected by you!" She grinned wickedly. "Just think about how he feels."

I laughed and wiped the tears from my face. Trying to smile we both walked back inside just in time to see Edward emerge from the back room. The press raced up to him immediately.

"Mr. Cullen, Mr. Cullen, Would you care to elaborate on what happened back there? Why were you and Isabella Swan fighting? Are you two dating? Is that why you were flirting with her?" A reporter bombarded him with questions.

Edward looked shocked and confused.

"I—I uh…no comment?" he stuttered.

A second later Jasper raced to his side and pulled him out of the line of fire. He whispered something to Edward who turned in my direction to glare at me.

I smiled back at him just as the press came rushing to my side to question me.

"Ms. Swan, would you care to tell us why you reacted so strongly to Mr. Cullen's romantic attempts?"

Emmett raced forward to pull them away but I put a hand up to stop him.

"Mr. Cullen is in no way romantic. He is a notorious player who I have no interest in and he got what he deserved," I stated with full understanding that the quote would make the headlines.

The reporter smiled, snapped my picture and raced back over to speak with Edward.

Hearing my comment, Edward glared at me once more. I smiled at him and shrugged.

"I told you it would be best if you let me alone," I shouted over the noise before turning to Alice and requesting to leave. I walked out the door and glanced back one more time at Edward who was watching me go. I laughed at what I saw in his eyes. He hated me and yet he still wanted me. What a guy.

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